I was born October 27, 1932, Boston, Massachusetts during the Great Depression. 1940 when I turned eight years old a week later my father, Otto Plath, passed away, due to untreated diabetes. After this arduous event is when all of my disheartened poetry writing began. I swore I was never going to speak to God again.
A year later I published my first poem, In 1941. It was printed in the children's section of the Boston Herald. It was a short poem, “about what I see and hear on hot summer nights," but it was my first publication, at the age of eight. Sometimes when I thought about my father's death it made me feel grief and sadness as if he committed suicide to get away. I have always been scared of my father. I knew after the tragic …show more content…
After I left a note that I had went for a long walk, I entered a crawl space under the porch through the cellar and swallowed about forty of the …show more content…
We stayed together for a year and we married on February 25, 1956. We got married when I was nineteen years old. Our marriage was disgraceful with mistreated love. We had a daughter on April 1, 1960 who we named Frieda. Frieda is an English poet and painter. She has published seven children's books and four poetry collections. When Frieda turned two years old we were blessed with another child who was a boy named Nicholas on January 17, 1962. Nicholas Hughes is a fisheries biologist known as an expert in stream salmonid ecology. August 9th 1962 Ted and I got divorced after the dreadful findings of him having an affair with a women named